Riley's POV
While the storm raged outside, Wyatt and I tried to get as much of the project done inside before we lost power.
We had been working on it for about thirty minutes, making it around six. The pizza had come about 20 minutes ago. I at two slices, Wyatt ate three.
After working on it for another thirty minutes. We finally finished.
"I should probably have someone pick me up before the weather gets worse." I said.
Speak of the devil, because not ten second after the words left my mouth. The tornado siren went off. It was a loud screechy noise. I immediately cover my ears. It's not a drill, because it's a Friday and it wasn't the first Tuesday of the month.
"Shit." Wyatt mutters, grabbing my wrist and pulling me towards the basement. "You stay here. I'm going to go grab some flashlights."
I just nod, my hands still clapped over my ears, watching as disappeared back up the stairs and into the flickering light of the rest of the house.
AN: I know that this chapter was short, but I want to write the rest from Wyatt's point of view so I will start writing that soon.
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RomanceWyatt Anderson: Tall, Smart, athletic, the golden boy of the eleventh grade. Has all the friends anyone can ask for, never a dull moment in his life. Riley Johnson: Smart, introverted extrovert, bookworm. The stereotypical nerd. Rather be with a boo...
